The Iola register., 1887-01-14

her da1sling coroue:. Who b shef over
what realm on earth wac che queeni In
what great Dusseldorf festival was she the
cantatricel Neither. She wa IN invalid
who never left her room for twenty years:
but she was strong in prayer, and she
prayed down revival after revival, and pen
tecost after pentecost, upon the churches,
and with her pale hands she knit many o
mitten or tippet for the poor, and with her
contrivances she added joy to many holl.
day festival, and now, with those thin
hands so strong for kindness, and with
those white lips 20 strong for supplicatiou,
she has won coronation, and entnrone-
ment, and jubilee. And Christ says to the
angels who have brought each crown for
the glorified invalid: "No, not these; they
are not good enough. But in the jeweled
vase at the right hand side Of my throne
there is one that have been preparing for
many . year. and for her every pang Ihavs
Set an amethyst, and for her every good
have set a pearl Fetch it now and fulhn
the promise gave her long ago IN the
sick room: "Be' thou faithful unto death
and will give thee . crown Of life"
But notice that there is only one being in
the universe who can and will distribute
IL.
the Devine ruler, the Commander-in-C Chief
Of the centuries, the Champion of the agss,
the Universal Conqueror, the Son of God,
Jesus. You will take the spOils from His
hand, or never take them at ALL Have
His friendship and you may defy all time
and eternity; but without it you were .
pauper, though you had o universe at your
command.
We are told in Revelation that Jacobs
twelve sons were 50 honOred as to have
the twelve gates Of Heaven named after
them-over one gate Of Heaven, Naphtali;
over another gate Of Heaven, Issachar;
over another, Dan; over another, Cad;
over another, Zebulon; over another,
Judah, and so on. But Christ's name is
written over all the gates, and on every
panel Of the gates, and have His help, His
pardon, His intercession, His atonementJ
must, or be forlorn wretch forever. My
Lord and My Godi make me and all whs
hear me this day, and all to whom thesa
words shall come, be Thy repentant, be.
lieving, sworn, consecrated and ransomed
followers forever.
What day it will be! This entire assem-
blage would rise to your feet il you could
realize it, the day in which Christ shall, in
fulfllment ofmy text, divide the spoil. It
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the midst Of the Crimean war, distributed
medals to the soldiers who had come home
sick and wounded. At the Horse Guards,
in the presence Of the royal family, the in
jured men wero carried in or came or
crutches-Colonel Trowbridge, who lost
both feet at Inkerman; and Captain Sayer,
who had the ankle joint Of his right leg
shot of at Alma; and Captain Currie, his
disabled limb supported by q soldier, and
others MANNED, and disfgured, and ex-
hausted-and with her own hand the Queen
gave each the Crimean medal And what
triumphant days for those soldiers when,
further on, they received the French medal
with the imperial eagle, and the Turkish
medal with its representation Of four flags
France, Turkey, England and Sardinia
and beneath it q map Of Crimea spread over
a gun wheel.
And what rewards are suggested to all
readers of history by the mere mention Of
the Waterloo medal, and the Cape medal,
and the Gold Cross medal, and the medal
struck for bravery in our American war.
But how Insignificant are these compared
with the. day when the the good soldiers Of
Jesus Christ shall come in out Of the bat
ties Of this world, and in the presence Of
all the piled up gl0ries Of the redeemed
and unfallen, Jesus, our King, shall divide
the spoil The more wounds, the greater
the inheritance. The longer the forced
march, the more vivid the trophy. The
more terrific the exhaustion, the moro
untroubled the transport. Not the gift Of
q brilliant ribbon or q medal Of brass or
silver or gold, but kingdom in which wo
ore to reign forever and ever. Mansions
on the eternal hills, dominions OF unfading
power, empires Of unending love, conti-
ncnts of unending light, Atlantic and
Pacific Oceans Of billowing Joy.
It was great day when Aurelian, tho
Roman Emperor, came back from his vic.
tories. In the front OF the procession were
wild beasts from all lands, 1,6)O gladiators
richly clad, wagon loads Of crowns pre-
sented by conquered cities; among ths
captives, Syrians, Egyptians, Goths, Van
dals, Samaritans, Franks; and ZenobIa,
the beautiful captive Queen, on foot in
chains OF gold that slave had to help her
carry, and Jewels under the weight Of
which she almost tainted. And then camo
the chariot Of Aurelian, drawn by four ele-
plants in gorgeous caparison, and followed
by the Roman Senate and the Roman army,
and from dawn till dark the procession was
passing. Rome in all her history never
saw any thing more magnificent. But
how much greater the day when our
COnQuercr, Jesus, shall ride under the tri-
umpnal arches Of Heaven; His captives,
hand or foot or in chariots, all the kingdoms
Of earth and Heaven; in procession the
armies celestial on white horses. Rambling
artillery Of thunderbolts never again to
be unlimbered. Kingdoms in line, centuries
in line, sanity, chcrubic, seraphic, archan-
gelc splendors in line, and Christ seated
on ono great rolling hosanna, made out OF
all hallelujahs OF all worlds, shall cry haiti
TO the procession. And not forgetting even
the humbles: in all the reach OF His onni-
presence, he shall rise, and then and there,
His work done and His glory consumniated,
proceed amid an ecstacy such as neither